Can You Hear My Silence?

What glory do I see in being gloomy?

What power do I feel holding the blade against me?

Sadness flowering in my belly

Struggling to grow out of me

You can smell my words, taste them on my tongue

I doubt if you could hear any of it out loud

But when it rains, it pours and crashes the party

And how you think you'll hear me say 'Save Me!'

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People in depression do not have the courage to admit and seek help. They push themselves into a cave and still expect others would come searching with a torchlight. It neither is bad nor wrong to be depressed. The world is fabricating a number of reasons to feel sad day by day but it's also giving us more reasons to come out strong from our vulnerabilities. Let's absorb the pain and grow out of it seeking help whenever needed.

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